Forgetting You - Episode 23

*** JASON'S POV EARLIER

I step out of my bathroom to find Hailey curled up in a ball on my bed.

I throw my wet towel somewhere in the room.

Well I'm a typical guy.

I make my way silently out of the room towards the guest room where Olivia and my mom are.

I'm guessing my mother is still angry with my dad that's why she decided to sleep in the guest room.

Where's my dad anyways? I shrug. Oh well.

Getting to the door, I open it slightly and peek inside.. Olivia was comfortably asleep tangled between the sheets beside my mother.

Satisfied, I close the door gently and walk back into my room.

As soon as I open the door, a sudden force hits me and I'm pushed backwards slightly.

That force was Hailey.

Her arms were tightly wrapped around my torso, face buried in my chest and sniffing.

Was she crying? I must admit I've gotten used to hugging her in less than twenty four hours since her return.

I hug her back, stroking her hair.

"What's wrong Hailey? Did you have a nightmare?"

I ask and she shakes her head without taking her face off my chest.

I remain silent holding on to her till she stops sniffing.. She lifts her head to stare at me, her lips quivering.

I smile, seeing the resemblance.

"I can now comprehend why Olivia does that"

"What?"

She asks in a hoarse voice.

"Your lips

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. They're quivering. That's what Olivia does anytime she's trying so hard not to cry"

Despite her worry, she blushes.

"I was so scared Jason. I.. I dozed off for a second and I got up to realise you weren't anywhere to be found. And. I.. I thought.."

I don't let her finish and I hug her again.

She's so worried about me just as I am her.

"I'm fine Hails. I just went to check on Olivia that's all. I'm fine okay. Come"

I pull away and take her hand as we walk towards my bed.

My briefs hug her behind and thighs very perfectly I notice.

Damn! How can a brief look so good on a woman.. I get into bed and she immediately crawls to me hugging me.

She's being extra clingy I notice. It's not her fault.

She's been practically alone all her life and so the most logical thing is to jump at any tiny affection shown to her.

She curls into a ball resting her head on my chest.

"Go to sleep Hailey. I'll be right here to watch over you"

Do friends hold on to each other like this? It's normal right? Or it isn't? As if reading my thoughts, Hailey breaks the silence.

"What's this between us Jason?"

"I don't know either Hails but I'm willing to explore it if you let me"

I stroke her hair.

"I like it"

she says sleepily and then goes quiet in my arms.

"I like you more"

I whisper after some time.

*****

12:00AM( PRESENT)

Hours later, the house is quiet but I'm still unable to sleep.

My mind is occupied with thoughts of the duel.

A man like Hailey's boss doesn't accept challenges easily.

It's either he knows what's in for him or he just wants some fun because he might probably know who's going to emerge alive.

I sigh.

I suddenly feel thirsty so I carefully pry Hailey away from my chest and rest her head on the pillow before getting down the bed.

I open the door slightly when a shadow passes my line of vision In a flash.

I blink, an uneasy feeling settling in the pit of my stomach.

I open the door a bit wider and step out in time to see a shadow making it's way towards the guestrooms.

The shadow stops moving and gestures to something downstairs and I look down immediately to notice three silhouettes of men.

God! There are strangers in this house.

I immediately walk back into my room, in search of something.

Anything that can serve as a weapon. Iron.

There on the ironing board sat my iron.

Immediately I grab it and head back out towards the guestrooms.

I find the door to the room in which my mother and Olivia are slightly open.

"Sorry princess. I've got no grudge against you. It's just your father dearest doesn't know how to keep his nose on his face so he sticks it into other people's business. Sorry"

I hear a man's voice say and the hair on my neck immediately stands up.

He's going to hurt my Olivia.

Three, two, one.. I count and kick the door open.

The man's startled face turns to me and i immediately swing my arm, hitting the back of his head with the iron.

He groans and falls unconscious.

I look up to see my mother awake, pushing the pillow off Olivia's face who was breathing so hard.

F*ck this f*cktard! I'm gonna kill him for this.

I don't switch on the lights so as not to draw the attention of the others downstairs..

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. I reach for my mother's phone on the dressing table and switch on the torch.

Finding a spare oxygen tank and face mask near the table, I grab it and rush to Olivia, giving her oxygen supply immediately.

"Take care of her mother. Let me handle this fool!"

My mother nods amidst whimpering as I scamper back to the dressing table and fish around for her make up box.

I grab a deep red lipstick, brush, black pencil, a powder and blush.

Next, I tiptoe to the store room for some tomato ketchup to use as fake blood.

I move to the man and begin to undress him.

Time to put my painting skills to use.

I begin to use the items on his entire body.

Several minutes later, I stand up straight to admire my work.

I managed to make him look a beaten up corpse.

He looks dead with the sprayed ketchup, looking like blood,the blush and powder making it look like he's been beaten up.

He looks quite nasty with the tomato ketchup over his eyes, like I plucked out his eye balls.

Next, I rummage through his pocket for his phone, take a picture of him and send it to all the contacts on his call log. I then rush into my room to wake Hailey up.

"Go to the guest room and stay there. Don't step out until I say so!"

"Jason."

"Now Hailey!"

I yell and run back to the guest room, switch on the lights and begin to the drag the man.

"Oh my God!"

Hailey gasps behind me.

"He's not dead. It's just make up and ketchup"

I answer and drag him some more.

****

All three men stare at the picture message on their phone in disbelief.

The lights in one of the rooms comes on and without another word, they scurry out running.

If the most bravest amongst them was dead in less than fifteen minutes, then they will be crushed, no doubts about it.

They run as fast as they could.

*****

3:00AM. Cold water making it's way from the tip of his head down to his chest sent cold shivers down his spine.

His eyes flutter open, his head immediately throbbing from the impact of the hit.

He tries to move,nothing.. He tries again.

Again and again.

"Don't bother. You're all tied up"

Jason says from behind him.

The man looks down and realises he was tied to a chair.

He opens his mouth to speak but Jason beats him to it.

"You only speak when I give you permission"

he sneers, his eyes dark with fury.

"I won't waste much time. I've barely had any sleep because of you. Pray tell me, who sent you to murder my daughter?"

Silence.

"Who sent you?"

The man smiles.

"F*ck you!"

Jason chuckles

"Really? Is that all you got?"

"I'm not talking, do your worst!"

The man shouts.

Thankfully, the cellar in which they were was sound proof thanks to Jason's father.

Jason shakes his head and moves near the wall plugs in the iron and turns on the switch.

"I will ask you again. Don't test my patience.

Who the f*ck sent you to kill my child?"

"Shove your question up your ass!"

The man growls, thinking Jason was incapable of hurting.

Oh but he was wrong.

"Wrong answer"

the calmness and serenity in Jason's eyes vanishes as he grabs the heated iron and presses it into the man's naked thigh and he screams out in immense agony as the smell of burning flesh fills the air.